Well readers, a lot has been going on in my world. And by a lot, I mean I have had the 2013 equivalent of the bubonic plague for the past week. What I thought was allergies grew into a cold and then snowballed into a sinus infection/ear infection in both ear combination that took two rounds of antibiotics and a steroid shot to combat. I'm still not at 100%, but I can at least walk to the bathroom without needing to take a fucking nap.
Other than being sick and trying to stay caught up at work, not much has happened. I have, however, started to fill up my summer social calendar and boy, is it going to be an expensive summer. I'm talking multiply baby showers, wedding showers, bachelorette parties, weddings, etc, all of which will require either fitting into a dress I already own or buying/renting a new one. Yes, renting. Rent the Runway is fabulous and will definitely be getting some business from me this summer. Don't get me wrong, I am excited for all of these events. My friends having babies are going to be great parents, my friends getting married are super in love, and who doesn't like an excuse to wear a great dress and fabulous shoes and drink at an open bar?
When thinking about what I wanted to write about today, several topics came to mind. I could write about gay marriage, which seems to be on everyone's most-discussed list right now. I actually did write about it, but decided it wasn't my story to tell and only sent it to a few friends. If you want to read a point of view that you maybe haven't heard from about the issue, feel free to email me or message me privately and I'll happily share it. I got pretty good feedback from it and it's writing that I'm very proud of. Another topic that came to mind to write about is a single girl's gift registry. You know, that episode of Sex & The City where Carrie registers for shoes that were stolen at a baby shower she attended? Because we buy baby and wedding gifts for people to celebrate their life choices, why shouldn't single girls get good gifts too! But then I thought that would be too much research and I'd have to actually figure out what I'd want to put on a registry and that stressed me out.
So I settled on writing about restaurant etiquette. Mainly because I have been really annoyed by several people at restaurants this week, and I have been told I'm at my funniest when I'm annoyed. So Tuesday, in the midst of my plague, I went to Subway after a visitation because I figured I could get a sandwich and eat off of it for the entire day. I'm standing there in my heels and fancy coat since I actually had to enter a church for the visitation (and I get didn't get struck by lightning! Maybe Jesus likes this blog after all!) and all I want is my veggie sub on wheat with oil and vinegar and this lady in front of me is taking forever. We are the only two people in the place. It's 2 p.m. on a Tuesday. This is not rocket science. So then she asks what could be the most annoying or entertaining question I have ever heard at Subway: Do you all use organic tomatoes? Of course Subway doesn't use organic tomatoes! They sell foot long sandwiches (or 11 inches in some cases) full of meat and vegetables for five dollars. They do not use organically fed chicken or organic produce. I'll say it again. They sell five dollar foot long sandwiches. Of course that shit is not organic. The poor sandwich maker just started at her and politely said they did not. The woman sneered at the kid and huffed like she was being so inconvenienced by having to put anything other than Whole Foods quality produce in her Lululemon clad body. I fully expect this woman to get something super healthy and she then orders a philly cheese steak melt with extra mayonaise. Say what? You're worried about organic tomatoes and you order a heart attack on wheat? I do not understand this world.
So then today at lunch, I saw another thing I can't stand at restaurants: people that ask too many questions. I've never been a server and that's a good thing because those people are saints. We're at my favorite sushi spot downtown and this mother and daughter sit down next to us. The mother proceeds to ask all of these questions about what goes into the spicy mayo, how fried are the tempura items, and she can't eat rice right now because she's on a special diet so which rolls don't have rice in them? Um, how about just read your menu because your menu tells you what is in the food you consume. Also, you can't eat rice? Should have thought about that before you entered a sushi/Japanese establishment for lunch. I sometimes have questions about the menu. And it's fine to have one or two. But if you're so concerned with how everything is made and what every ingredient in the spicy mayo is, then maybe you should stay home and cook for yourself. I have no idea what she ended up ordering, but I can tell you it wasn't as good as my yellowtail roll. With delicious rice.
I sound bitchy today but I'm really in a great mood, actually. Pizza with some girls and kickball later and I don't have to work tomorrow. I do have to go home to Kentucky this weekend (shit) but it's been a month and a half and I can't stretch it any longer. Plus, there's the whole thing about Sunday being a holiday and all that, but I prefer to think of it as Game Of Thrones Premiere Day instead of it's more traditional title: Easter. My friends and I have been sending nerdy emails with Game Of Thrones references and I am pumped. So, I'll sign off of here like I signed my last email. If you watch/read Game of Thrones you'll get it. If not, you'll just continue to think how horribly awkward and weird I am. I'm fine with either.
Lady Anna of Bellevue
House: Stergas
Motto: Choose Joy and Kick Ass
Sigil: Bon Jovi cat
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